The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 200 Bodhisattvas Relinquish Their Fruition

The monk Kongkong slowly walked out from behind Zhou Yan, the scattered scriptures fluttering, all inscribed with Buddhist scriptures. Zhou Yan held the Earth Soul and Heaven Collapse with both hands, still not relaxing in the slightest.

At this moment, at such close range, in a life-or-death struggle, the Weaver Girl's eyes showed extremely strong emotional fluctuations. Her spider legs struggled incessantly, but they pierced into Zhou Yan's body. The immortal artifact emitted light, suppressing her spider legs.

"It's you, it's you!"

"Who are you? No, who are you? Who exactly are you...?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and replied, "I am you, I am your karma, your past and grudges, and I am also your other self." The intense emotions on the Weaver Girl's face finally subsided, turning into absolute resentment.

Manjushri.

In a life-or-death battle, the change in emotions is extremely crucial. The Weaver Girl's emotions were locked onto Manjushri almost instantly. Her hatred shifted, and even the Spider Leg Spear, which was like a divine weapon, lost its original power.

Zhou Yan retreated accordingly; the spear still had barbs on it.

Large chunks of flesh and meridians were torn from his body, and the young Taoist's face turned pale, with the veins on his forehead throbbing with pain. However, at this moment, within this body of [calamity], Zhou Yan was enveloped by the purest earth energy in terms of primordial energy.

Zhongyue's armor also possesses the authority to restore the earth's veins, guiding the earth's energy to quickly heal the wounds on the body. However, while life force is restored, the intense pain from the injury and the strong, tingling, itchy discomfort during the healing process will not disappear.

The young Taoist priest's brow twitched, and with a flick of his wrist, the Earthly Soul Heaven-Shattering Technique transformed into a folding fan. He twisted his fingers, and the fan unfolded in sequence, revealing the true forms of the Five Sacred Mountains on the front and the five elements of energy on the back. He then swept it across the fan with a sudden motion.

Primordial Qi - Five Elements Great Capture!

Zhou Yan was currently inside the earth's veins, and his vital energy had recovered enough to support this supernatural power. In an instant, the five elements flowed and changed, directly rushing towards the Weaver Girl. The continuous changes and endless cycles forcefully blocked the Weaver Girl.

The monk Kongkong said, "Thank you for bringing me here, benefactor. Now, please hand me over."

Zhou Yan's magical power was exhausted, and he said:

"Can you kill her?"

The monk Kongkong said, "This humble monk is not skilled in killing and should not be able to kill the net she spent more than two thousand years weaving. However, you should have no problem, benefactor. This humble monk will find a way to eliminate her immortality."

"in addition……"

The old monk turned around and said with a smile, "This place is, after all, the place where the earth veins of Zhongnan Mountain are concentrated. I observe that you have cultivated a special flying method, which requires a very high level of control over the earth veins. Although you have enough power now, you are not familiar enough with them."

"Why not rest and recuperate here, so as to improve your control over the earth's veins?"

"This place is no less wonderful than the Shangshan Pond of the Taoist sect."

Zhou Yan did indeed sense this extremely large and condensed earth element energy. Normally, this earth vein energy is completely dispersed throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain area. Now that it has been condensed, cultivating here would be of great benefit to the earth vein lineage.

"Does the most dangerous place also hold the greatest opportunity?"

Zhou Yan knew that the monk Kongkong was telling him about the opportunities here, but also didn't want him to risk taking the next step.

So the young Taoist priest said nonchalantly, "Then, monk."

The Taoist priest raised his hand, his sideburns hanging down.

"Farewell!"

The monk Kongkong was taken aback, but then his expression softened, and he said:

“There is cause and effect. It’s time to answer the question from back then. My friend, you cannot get involved. She still has a part of the concept of the earth’s veins. If you get involved now, things might change.”

"This humble monk has departed."

Zhou Yan nodded. The Five Elements Divine Power he used came from one of the nine enlightened beings of Kunlun. It was originally of extremely high grade, but when faced with [Calamity], it could only obstruct it. He could only watch as the innate Qi of the Five Elements shattered and the Weaver Girl struggled to appear.

Watching the elderly monk set up the [Garbhadhatu Mandala Array].

Then walk over step by step.

The intense pain caused Zhou Yan's body to convulse instinctively.

His physique can only be described as a relatively strong mortal body.

It is inferior to the Celestial-Human Lineage among the Seven Great Lineages, not to mention those rare species of heaven and earth with their boundless blood and energy. Zhou Yan first used his escape technique to fly in with all his might, then broke through the barrier of the earth vein energy, and finally clashed swords with Weaver Girl.

The excruciating pain in my body had reached a level of near numbness. If I relaxed my mind even slightly, that numbness would spread like a drop of ink in water, transforming into intense pain that swept over my entire body.

Speaking of which, didn't the predecessors who created this escape technique ever consider the human body?

From the old woman's words, Zhou Yan deduced the other party's identity.

The only one who could have created this escape technique is the Huangdizhi, who stands at the very top of all earth deities, and the Houtu deity in the concept of Huangtian Houtu worshipped by the Yanhuang.

Or it could be Mount Buzhou, the first pillar of heaven and earth.

Compared to these two, Lord Zhou's physique is indeed quite fragile.

Zhou Yan formed a Taoist hand seal, urging the Zhongyue Armor to quickly regain its vitality.

At that time, when I received this set of armor from the Four Mountains, I just thought it was a great treasure, but I didn't think carefully about why Zhu Rong Fire was in the Southern Mountain and why the Central Mountain had a corner of the Shennong Cauldron.

Undoubtedly, there are all sorts of terrifying truths throughout history.

Who killed the Queen Mother of the West? Who caused the fire of Zhu Rong to fall into the Southern Mountain? And who even shattered Shennong's cauldron?

Despite numerous distracting thoughts and crises, Zhou Yan calmed his mind and refined his extremely pure, top-tier earth vein energy to the [Calamity] level. This energy circulated around his body and entered Zhou Yan's body, tempering his physical strength.

With further improvement in physical strength, one can activate the earth's protective veins through breathing exercises.

Where the purest Qi of the Five Elements gathers, there are indeed benefits.

As Zhou Yan was thinking, he heard a hissing and roaring sound. The magic generated by the flow of the five elements was evolving into raging fire. In an instant, two spider legs as hard as steel pierced through the fire.

The sound of flesh being pierced was incredibly clear.

The spider-leg spear pierced straight through the monk Kongkong's shoulder and emerged from his back in an instant. Flesh was torn apart, and blood dripped from the monk's clothes, completely staining his simple gray robes red.

Zhou Yan suddenly looked up, wanting to do something, but then remembered the monk's words.

He slowly loosened his grip.

Within this ominous heart, the Weaver Girl's roar, carrying the howl of a ferocious beast, is twisted and mad, filled with resentment capable of shaking and shattering the minds of all living beings—a path of a Buddhist demon.

"You've come to repay the debt of karma!?"

"Hahaha, what a hypocritical monk you are! You've come to repay your karmic debt!"

The monk Kongkong said, "Back then, I had the idea that you were a substitute for me. Later, I hoped that you could also have a self, know good and evil, and be your own. However, I was wrong."

The Weaver Girl's murderous intent intensified, and she burst into laughter:

"Save me? Hahahaha, how funny, how funny!"

"So much time has passed, and you come here saying you want to repay karmic debts. How can you let go of this hatred that has lasted for thousands of years with just a few words? If you have such compassion, what were you doing before?!"

"Your notions of good and evil, your notions of compassion, are all just wishful thinking on your part!" "You haven't done anything at all, so what are you saying now!"

boom! ! !
Spider legs pierced through the monk Kongkong.

The monk's face was deathly pale with pain, yet his expression remained calm and resolute. He slowly moved forward, letting the spears pierce through him, and said softly, "How do you know this is the first time I've come looking for you?"

The weaver was stunned: "What?!"

The monk reached out and pressed down on the spider-legged spear that resembled a steel demon soldier. In an instant, streaks of light flew out, each containing a spider, all things, and people.

In the first life, not far from the spider demon's cave, a clear spring quietly emerged. The spring water was sweet and contained a faint spiritual energy, nourishing the surrounding vegetation and bringing it to life. The sound of the flowing spring water was like a low chanting of Buddhist hymns.

In its second life, several spiritual herbs emitting a soft white light sprouted from the soil. They exuded a tranquil aura and had the power to purify weak demonic poisons and heal wounds, keeping the lonely spider company.

In the third incarnation, on a dark, rainy night, tiny, gentle fireflies lit up outside the cave. Unlike ordinary fireflies, their light was more stable, like guiding lights, trying to lead the spider demon in the cave to look at the distant starry sky.

The Weaver Girl's aura began to waver. She murmured something and then retreated step by step. The monk Kongkong slowly stepped forward and said, "I transformed into a scene of natural peace and tranquility, teaching without words, hoping that you can let go of the past, but you have never looked around."

"You destroyed the spirit spring, broke the spirit herbs, and will kill all the fireflies that guide you among the stars."

“This humble monk knows that the invisible cannot erase your hatred.”

In that scene, there was a little demon with shallow cultivation and undeveloped intelligence, who had been accompanying the Weaver Girl for a long time; there was also a kind-looking wandering monk holding a tin staff; and there was a traveler who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. They all wanted to convert the hatred in the Spider's heart.

The spider demon retreated step by step until finally, she had nowhere left to retreat.

"No, no, that's not it."

The blood-stained monk stood before the demon, as if he had traveled through two thousand years, from clear springs, flowers, grass, little demons, and passersby, just like time and time again, to reach the Weaver Girl, his hands clasped together.

"Unfortunately, my true body is in slumber, and I am unable to act due to the Kunlun Calamity. In the end, I can only try to convert you in this way. Otherwise, why would it take so long and come at such a high price?"

“People are attached to things, and their minds have a certain weight. Once all their minds are focused on resentment, they will naturally ignore other things and refuse to turn back. The reason they refuse to turn back is not because no one is calling them back.”

"But it's your own heart that's unwilling to turn back."

The monk Kongkong put his hands together and said softly, "I have come here to guide you."

The spider demon trembled violently, filled with resentment and unwillingness, which finally turned into madness. The spider spear pierced through the body of the monk Kongkong. With hatred vented, the monk's eyes were compassionate and calm, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The spider's actions fulfilled her long-held wish, and as a result, her obsession and hatred vanished in an instant, leaving her empty and bewildered. Her cause was being abandoned, and her effect was killing the monk.

The Weaver Girl's eyes no longer held the joy of revenge; they were empty.

"Throughout these years, revenge has become so..."

"For what exactly?"

He saw no flowing springs, no lush flowers and grasses, no clear stars; he abandoned the monster that had accompanied him, killed the monk who had debated with him, and ate the weak.

The monk Kongkong clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes:
Your wish has been fulfilled.

The Weaver Girl found it almost laughable and burst into unrestrained laughter: "You've come here just to die?!"

The monk Kongkong gently replied, "Yes."

The weaver's expression froze.

The monk Kongkong said, "You have been trapped in hatred for two thousand years. I should have stopped you long ago, but I was unable to do so because of previous reasons. Now that I have finally succeeded, I will use my life to fill the void you had in the past."

The weaver asked, "Why..."

The monk Kongkong said, "Seeing your grief, I came here to guide you."

"And now-"

The monk clasped his hands together, and golden light suddenly shone from beneath his feet, spreading outwards layer by layer. The monk said, "It's time to consider other matters. I will perform the rites for your soul, but the life and death of all living beings, and the cause and effect of all things, must still be considered."

"Our business is settled."

"And for all living beings, there is only one way to resolve this cause and effect."

The monk suddenly clasped his hands together, and the sound of Buddhist chanting resounded in all directions.

"Only—[Death]!"

The weaver struggled violently.

A strong will to survive fueled her desire for revenge, leading her to struggle relentlessly. Ironically, it was only through this struggle that she finally let go of her attachment to the false body of Manjushri and truly came to life.

She became an independent individual, desiring to live. And it was at this moment that she had to pay the price of death for her past sins!

The weight of death can only be known by the living!

I give you life, I grant you death.

"You! I too have my own karma. As long as you live, I will not perish!"

The monk Kongkong said, "Yes, I know."

"what?!"

The monk smiled and said, "Sins must be borne. I have no intention of escaping, and neither do you. I am here only to help you resolve your inner conflict, but resolving the conflict does not mean you are absolved of your sins..."

"I'm saying this so that you can die knowing why."

"rest assured--"

"This time, no matter if you commit a thousand years of sin or your soul is scattered, this humble monk will always be with you."

The monk Kongkong put his hands together, turned his back to the young Taoist sitting cross-legged, and said softly, "It was my actions that led to this great disaster. I am connected with her. I have attained the Bodhisattva fruit, which is why I am not dead."

"Today, I will merge with this fang and completely return to the form of an ancient dragon."

"Then, he abandoned the Bodhisattva status."

"However, even if they gave up the Bodhisattva status, they were still an ancient dragon species second only to Fuxi and Nuwa, with thousands of years of cultivation and a thousand miles of earth veins. Even if they could be killed, it would definitely not be something that could be done by ordinary means."

"Among all the myths, you are the only one who can erase the image of a Bodhisattva."

"Lord of Mount Tai".

The young Taoist opened his eyes, his sideburns falling down.

The monk said softly, "I apologize for troubling you to do it yourself."

“My friend.”

(End of this chapter)